226 The Death of Mo Huan

With a single slap, a palm print completely condensed by spiritual power instantly condensed, with a piercing and sharp whistling sound, cutting through the water surface, stirring up Dao water waves, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Chen Mo's body.

Chen Mo's expression was solemn, but he was not panicked, obviously he had already taken precautions.

At this time, his injuries had recovered a little, and his spiritual power was running rapidly again, and hundreds of purple vines rushed out from the back of his hand to rush towards the palm print, and at the same time, he threw out the bamboo water sword, and slapped all the three golden bell talismans he got from the old man surnamed Meng on his body, which once again stimulated the inner armor.

As soon as this was done, the palm print hit the purple vine, only to hear a burst of firecrackers, the vines broke one by one, and the palm print continued to move forward and slapped on the Admiralty shield.

With a loud bang, the palm prints shattered the three golden bell shields and green shirts, blocking them layer by layer, and finally making the palm prints weak, but they were also printed on the snow-white inner armor.

Bang... The light of the inner armor, which was already seriously damaged, dimmed, and suddenly concave inward, Chen Mojue was hit in the chest by a huge force, and the whole person was directly slapped on the surface of the water and rolled out more than ten zhang away, Wuzang was injured, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Chen Mo didn't care about this, as a seal hit the bottom of the lake, he slapped the bag suddenly, threw a thunder talisman into the air, and at the same time controlled the bamboo water sword to attack Mo Huan.

Mo Huan was slightly surprised, he thought that his surprise full blow would take his life, but he didn't expect that he had already taken precautions, not only took it, but also had the strength to fight back.

Looking at the bamboo water sword that had already shot out, Mo Huan was only powerful, he didn't dare to let it get close, he raised his right palm, pinched the seal with his hand, and the spiritual power in his body poured into his index finger like a tide, and a green finger appeared.

Mo Huan pointed at the bamboo water sword, and the green finger suddenly hit the bamboo water sword.

Receiving this blow, the bamboo water sword let out a mournful roar, and was instantly knocked out, but before Mo Huan could breathe a sigh of relief, a 'monster' suddenly burst out from the bottom of the lake.

I saw that the monster was half virtual and half real, naked with blue tattoos, three feet long, and a pair of bulges on the top of his head, which turned out to be a poisonous snake.

The poisonous snake is extremely spiritual, the erected demonic pupils are red and blue, and the speed is extremely fast, wrapped around the soles of Mo Huan's feet, and it bites down in one bite.

Mo Huan was shocked, and hurriedly urged the Houtu Bell in a hurry, and the golden bell shadow instantly enveloped her, and she narrowly forced the monster back.

Mo Huan hurriedly looked towards her legs, and was relieved to see that she was not injured, but suddenly her expression changed drastically, red and blue suddenly appeared on her face, and a layer of light ice condensed on the surface of her body, her body stiffened suddenly, the spiritual power in her body was restless, and the light of the Houtu Bell dimmed instantly.

Just when Mo Huan was shocked in his heart, how could he be poisoned if he didn't touch it, a bright white sky fell instantly, and only one split the thick earth bell into an instant loss of brilliance.

The roar of thunder accompanied by the mournful sound of the thick earth bell suddenly sounded, and the thunder arc made by the thunder force swam around, and countless water droplets danced on the surface of the lake again.

As soon as this thunderbolt fell, the second one came in an instant, and when Mo Huan didn't have time to react, it hit the top of her head.

There was no scene of skin opening and flesh blooming, and the thunder completely submerged into Mo Huan's body at that moment.

At that moment, Mo Huan's expression froze, the clothes on her body were still intact, her limbs were still in their original position, and the fear in her eyes was still vivid, but her ruddy skin turned gray in an instant, exuding a burnt smell.

Immediately after that, the third thunderbolt fell, piercing through Mo Huan's gray body.

First a crack appeared on Mo Huan's forehead, and the next moment, the crack went all the way down his forehead, until finally his whole body was covered with cracks, and then Mo Huan's whole person collapsed like a sandman on the water, leaving only a pool of gray and a few clothes floating on the water.

At this time, on the three-foot cloud-piercing boat on the water, Chen Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the lake where the thunder arc was surging, and had a more intuitive feeling of the power of the thunder talisman.

Moving his gaze to the puddle of gray that Mo Huan had turned into, Chen Mo was a little complicated in his heart.

Originally, he had already guessed that these people might have some plans against him, but he didn't care too much about the cloud boat and thunder talisman.

If these people really dared to attack him, he wouldn't mind having more magic weapons and pills in his hands.

It's just that this battle made him realize that he had become a little arrogant since he didn't know it, thinking that with the Cloud Piercing Boat and the Thunder Talisman, he could underestimate Qi cultivators.

Today, the old man taught him a lesson, when the old man secretly urged Geng Jinmu, he found that it was too late to use the thunder talisman, so he could only force it to follow.

Fortunately, the old man surnamed Meng was already injured, and Gengjinmu consumed most of the Gengjin sword qi when he killed the Xuan Snake, so that the power of Gengjinmu, which could have exerted the power of the mid-stage foundation building, was greatly reduced...

At this time, Chen Mo was also an afterthought, and he pinched a cold sweat for himself in his heart, and only then did he realize that sometimes, even if you have strong power, you may not be able to display it.

Summing up the experience this time, Chen Mo's mood calmed down a bit, and with a gesture of reaching out, Mo Huan's clothes fell into Chen Mo's palm, and after a while, he found two gaffle bags.

After sorting out the three storage bags obtained from the old man surnamed Meng and Mo Huan, Chen Mo found that these three people were really poor, there were only a dozen medium-grade spirit stones, a few bottles of elixir, a few spiritual weapons, and one of the rare magic weapons, that is, the thick earth bell.

The thick earth bell was sealed by Mo Huan before, and it was slashed by the thunder talisman, and there was already a fine crack on the surface, and it should be used several times.

As for the golden wood that has been excessively worn out by the old man surnamed Meng, there is not much Gengjin inside it, and its vitality is dim, and I don't know how long it will take to recover the power it had before.

Putting away these two things, Chen Mo carefully rummaged through Mo Huan's storage bag, compared to these two things, he cared more about the Five Spirit Array.

The five spirit arrays are quite mysterious, the Xuan Snake has condensed the Inner Dan before, and its strength is extremely close to the cultivators of the foundation building period, coupled with the tenacity of the scale armor, it is extremely difficult to kill, but only four cultivators in the Qi refining stage can rely on this formation to consume it to death, which shows that this formation is quite mysterious.

Moreover, that Mo Huan incorporated the five spirits into his body and actually raised them to the tenth level of qi cultivation in a short period of time, which surprised him even more.

However, it was also fortunate that he swallowed the fire spirit into his body, so that the cold fire poison he planted could attack under the traction of the poisonous snake, and he only used a thunder talisman to kill this Mo Huan.

Thunder talismans are rare, and on the way to the central realm, he only painted two, and now there is only one left, which needs to be cherished and used, but Xiao Guan Dan has refined a lot, and there are three of them.

His thoughts drifted a little away, Chen Mo retracted his mind and began to continue rummaging, and soon found a cyan jade slip in a jade box.

Chen Mo put the jade slip on his forehead, closed his eyes, and a stream of obscure information poured into his mind, and after a while, Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes with a hint of joy.